This is a song about "Harvest moon"

Stop tryin to harvest your crop its done, its dead

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

And we gone to the moon

Won't run out anytime soon

Every afternoon after school crank the tunes and wait for the moon

And take him to a place that i'm sure we all can blow up, boom

But i'm on some shrooms if you really want to feel the room

Leaving you laying there like your gazin at the moon

Just regret the fact that i left too soon

If she don't like walk under moon

Slow sink, can't breath, no remorse, dont think

Can't contest so he go leave to harvest